So, I wasn't going to do this, because I don't do memes, and I didn't think anyone cared for a story by me. Besides the dozen things I should be working on.
geonncannon has informed me that this is not the case, and that he would like a drabble
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Barbara was face down on the bed, as calm as ever, with fresh, red welts marking her back.
Huntress stood at the side of the bed, holding the whip. This had been Barbara's idea, but her fantasy. She had learned Barbara's secret identity, but she wanted to know more. What Barbara thought, how Barbara managed, what kind of strength it took to be her. Fainter scars covered Barbara's back and ass. Some were from the shooting, she knew, but there were others... She wondered if strength like Barbara's and being fucking sick went hand in hand ( ... )
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And I'm not Mr.Rogue...Mr. doesn't stand for Mr...at least with my name right now lol. :D:D:D
*glomps*
anyway still ,thanks alot, and the fic was wonderful ^.^
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I'm glad this worked well for you!
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